Double Date Danger Henry Danger Novels & Stories

He stopped smiling immediately before sitting down, placing the envelop he has brought with him on the table. Jane sat across him and glanced at the wine on the table. “Wine?” She raised her glass, and he nodded, she pushed an empty neat glass to him and poured him some wine from the wine bottle. “How is he?” Jane asked after Henry sipped some glass of wine, her expression now serious and the smiles on her face were wiped off her face like they were never there. Henry exhaled sharply and pushed the envelope to her and she glanced at it. “See for yourself.” He told her and she took the envelope, tearing it open, she took out the pictures on it and her eyes drooped.

"No, I don't. The men I saw were dressed in black. They looked scary. I'm glad I was able to escape. Who knows what would have happened?" "Nothing. Nothing, kk. There will always be a away out." I nod and sniffle. "Now I know why you sounded like that on the phone." She hold my hand. "Oh, Jane. Here I was thinking you enjoyed your date and have been enjoying your relationship since then but you were in so much pain, trouble and difficulty, all because of him." "He just didn't want to let me go. He locked me up and was planning on giving me to those men today. I managed to get rid of him and save myself."

After the lap dance, he whispered something in her ear and she blushed harder, a lustful glint appearing in her eyes. Henry is a fucking man whore. People think he's a good guy because he is funny and friendly, the truth is that he is very dangerous, he uses his sweet words to get girls, fuck them and discards them afterwards. I'm not saying I'm the good guy, but at least I don't use sweet words to.play with girls emotions. "Truth or dare, Diane?" Ricky asked and that got my full attention like the question was thrown at me. I slid my eyes to Diane.

A softness, a tenderness that made my chest tighten in the best way. After a moment of comfortable silence, Henry cleared his throat, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I’ve been thinking...” “Oh no, that sounds dangerous,” I teased, taking a sip of tea. He laughed, shaking his head. “I’m serious. I want to take you on a date today.” I paused, my cup hovering just in front of my lips, eyes wide. “A date?” Henry nodded, his expression was sincere but playful. “Yes, a proper date. You, me, no distractions. Just us.”

Scarlet’s POV “Scarlet, you’re playing with fire. You have no idea how dangerous Henry Jones truly is. Stop trying to dig your own grave by messing with him,” Martin cautioned in response to my threat to send him to jail. I couldn’t help but scoff at his caution, a mocking edge seeping into my tone as I folded my arms defiantly across my chest. “Oh, please humor me. Tell me, just how dangerous is this man that you seem to fear so much? Is he a god? Some kind of demon?” I questioned, and the sarcasm in my tone was evident.

“I need to get her out of this. Whatever hold he has on her, I’ll break it.” “Be careful, Henry,” I warned, my voice trembling slightly. “Damon Dark isn’t someone you can just go up against. He’s dangerous.” “I don’t care how dangerous he is,” Henry said firmly. “If Arianna’s in trouble, I’ll do whatever it takes to protect her.” His determination was admirable, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was walking into something far bigger than either of us could comprehend. And for the love of God, I did not want that for him.

I didn’t know how much he already knew, we hadn’t really had this conversation yet. “Well uhm, he is an entrepreneur, he’s in telecommunications,” I said. “Like phones and internet,” Katie asked. “Yeah, uhm … yeah like that,” I said, hoping I didn’t have to elaborate. “What’s your last name,” Henry asked. Shit. Well they’re simple folks, maybe… “Westin,” I said, cringing. It was quiet for a long minute before Henry put his phone on the table. “That’s your name on my cell phone,” he asked, pointing to the logo. Shit.

He looked scared and was trembling with fear. “Calm down, they can’t do anything to us.” One of the three guys said as he groaned. He spits out blood after being beaten so much but still, there was no sign of fear. He had blonde hair which was now filled with sand yet his brown eyes still reflected fire that was burning in front of them just like in his heart. His dark skin was bruised all over and covered in dirt from the warehouse. His name was George and he worked for XX agency, he was the oldest among the three of them “You still won’t give in, huh?” One of the bulky men said as he kicked him in the stomach making him groan with pain.

I join in the laughter. I was going to get another cocktail after I finished one but Rustov missed what I would have taken and instead pushed the glass of mango juice towards me. Janice and Enzo were busy talking they didn't notice it. I frowned. Rustov shot his brow up, looking at me darkly as his warning. "Did you date Kirk earlier, Drey?" I looked up at Janice. Even Rustov looked at her. "Woah. Audrey dating? That's new! Isn't Kirk, Klyde's brother from Albeda?" Enzo as if

I was here, in what’s considered the most dangerous city in the United States. If it weren’t for Kim, there’s no way I’d go through all this trouble, traveling so far just to fetch her damn documents. Damn her scatterbrain for always forgetting important stuff and dragging me into her personal courier service. Pulling my phone out of my bag, I dialed Kim’s number. I prayed she’d pick up quickly so that the incident that I won’t tell wouldn’t happen again like last time.